He is in his early twenties and full of heroic spirit.
The deep-set eye sockets carried a decadent beauty, and the skin under the sun was very pale.
"Just you? You're just a brat, you¡ª" Patriarch Cohen was still contemptuous, but suddenly, his words froze, and his gaze was fixed on the sky.
The surfaces of these dozens of aircraft are all numbered and marked.
What Patriarch Cohen paid attention to was not the logo, but the number.
Although the Cohen family is not a big family in O State, the owner of the Cohen family has always paid close attention to matters related to ibi because of frequent smuggling and illegal transactions.
Only ibi has the numbers of these planes!
What are the big and small families in ozhou afraid of?
What I'm afraid of is ibi.
Patriarch Cohen's forehead was covered with fine cold sweat, and he couldn't stand still for a while.
The Cohen family has always been very careful, and will never leave any clues in front of the public. Why did it directly attract IBI this time because of a racing competition?
Are you kidding me?
It happened so coincidentally that Patriarch Cohen didn't think that it was the new weapon he just bought from the underground world that made ibi target him.
What's more, Continent O originally allowed the existence of an underground world.
Patriarch Keen naturally didn't dare to do anything to Xiu Yu in Huaguo, but as long as he left the country, it would be fine.
"Wow, this fort is really high-end and high-end." Anthony folded his arms, "The design is good, buddy."
"How about this, I hired you to be a designer in the international prison, are you happy?"
This tone was too flattering, and Patriarch Cohen tried hard to recall the rumors about ibi, and his expression changed.
There is only one person who matches this appearance, this age, and this personality.
His legs trembled, and his voice was dry: "Ann, Sir Anthony?"
ibi, actually sent a high-level executive to their Heba State?
Or the Air Fleet Commander?
Is Patriarch Cohen worthy of such a mobilization by ibi?
Patriarch Cohen's legs were weak, and he knelt down with a "plop": "Mr. Anthony, what did we, what did we do?"
If the top management of ibi comes in person, it is definitely not something that can be controlled by a racing competition.
But Patriarch Cohen racked his brains and couldn't figure out where he missed.
"I don't care about the charges." Anthony snorted, "I'm only responsible for arresting all the people who broke the law here, cut the nonsense, do you come here by yourself or should I go forward?"
Patriarch Cohen's legs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.
He still doesn't have the same arrogance as before, his face is blue and white, and it's difficult for him to breathe.
Anthony stepped forward, grabbed Patriarch Cohen by the collar, and lifted him up: "That's it, are you still arrogant? Are you as handsome as me?"
Patriarch Cohen's lips were trembling, and he couldn't utter a word at all.
"Trash." Anthony supported him, "Go."
A voice sounded from behind.
"etc."
Anthony turned his head, froze for a moment, and said, "Sister-in-law"
Ying Zijin glanced at him.
Anthony swallowed all the words that followed in an instant.
"I'll give him a candy."
Before Patriarch Cohen could react, Anthony had already opened his jaw and fed him the "sugar".
This "sugar" melts in the mouth, and it is indeed very sweet.
But Patriarch Cohen only felt that his internal organs were twisted together, as if bitten by thousands of insects, and the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe.
"Be honest." At this moment, Anthony kicked him, "If you let me lose face in, I will throw you into the sharks."
Patriarch Cohen was sweating profusely, trembling all the time, and his face was pale.
Only then did he recall another rumor.
Rumor has it that the top executives of ibi are actually a group of violent madmen.
**
ibi's service speed has always been very fast.
After Anthony brought back Patriarch Cohen and other illegal members of the Cohen family, the inspection team and the security department quickly sorted out all the cases.
Sentences vary according to severity.
On the other side of Heba State, there are also inspectors and agents who are responsible for finishing.
"Hahaha, Li Xini, you idiot!" Anthony immediately broke into the director's office and patted"That's it." Zuo Li was very happy, "waiting for you to come back."
Ying Zijin hung up the phone, she lifted her foot and went to the audience seats.
**
Rest area for racers.
Near the window is also a team made up of Asians.
A total of forty-eight teams were shortlisted for the finals. Seven teams came from Huaguo, but five of them were substitute teams.
In addition to the Xiu family's racing team, there is also a team formed by a racing organization in Huaguo that officially got the place to participate.
Like Xiu Yu, the captain of this team is also a very young girl, only about twenty years old.
"Aunt, don't worry." The girl's tone was very light, "I will participate in this last race, and I will focus on medicine in the future."
Her hands are used to study medicine, and the racing car can only be played for fun, not taken seriously.
Her parents died in the year of her college entrance examination, and it was her aunt Yan Ruoxue who helped her.
So she listened to what Yan Ruoxue said.
"An He, it's good that you know these things." Yan Ruoxue calmed down, "Medical skills are much more useful than racing cars. Take good care of your hands. When you come back from the competition, I will take you to Miss Qing Jia."
She likes the niece Yan Anhe very much, she is very competitive and has a very high talent in medicine.
Speaking of this, Yan Ruoxue's tone became a little excited for the first time: "An He, do you know who Miss Qing Jia's medical practitioner is?"
Yan Anhe was also curious: "Who?"
She had heard Lin Qingjia's name many times from Yan Ruoxue.
It is the first genius of ancient medicine and ancient martial arts.
"The division she belongs to was established by the first person in ancient medicine, and her medical skills are also the most orthodox in the ancient martial arts world." Yan Ruoxue said, "Miss Qingjia is very kind and helpful, and I won it for you with great difficulty." There is a quota, if you are someone else, you will not talk to us ordinary people."
"You must seize this opportunity and try to get into her school."
As long as he becomes an ancient doctor, even if he only knows a little ancient medical skills, he can gain a foothold in the medical field, and Yan Anhe will not have to worry about his future.
Yan Anhe smiled and nodded: "I see, thank you aunt."
"By the way, I heard you say that Huaguo still has a talented racing driver?" Yan Ruoxue didn't care about these things, so she asked casually, "Going to participate in the competition too?"
"Yeah." Yan Anhe glanced at Xiu Yu across the way, her tone softened a bit, "She is really good, I saw her race when she was fifteen years old, but she hasn't touched racing cars for five years, no matter how good she is The talent is gone."
Yan Ruoxue said a few more words before hanging up the phone.
Yan Anhe was casually looking at and playing with his mobile phone when he saw a racing driver hurried in from the door and came to Xiu Yu.
Many eyes in the hall gathered in the past.
"Sister Yu." The racing driver gritted his teeth, "I went to the back just now, and our cars are"
Xiu Yu's expression changed: "Take me over there to have a look."
She got up and immediately followed the racer to the parking place behind.
Yan Anhe's eyes moved slightly, he stood up, and walked outside.
The racing drivers of the same team looked at her: "Team Yan?"
"You guys wait." Yan Anhe said lightly, "I'll go and have a look."
The racing car parking place is not far from the waiting area, and we will arrive soon.
Xiu Yu's eyes were slightly cold.
Xiujia's racing team has a total of seven cars, but now the tires and engines are all scrapped.
It will only be done by someone with a heart, and it must have something to do with the host, the Manson family. After all, there are special people here to supervise.
The cars of racers are all specially customized, whether it is tires or engines, they are not comparable to ordinary vehicles.
The race is about to start, the car is broken, and there is no way to participate.
"The car broke down?" Yan Anhe who followed in naturally also noticed, "Miss Xiu, how about you come to be my navigator?"
Xiu Yu turned his head and sneered: "Are you daydreaming?"
She didn't know Yan Anhe, but she had read the profiles of the players before the competition.
When she was fifteen, due to physical problems, she only became a navigator.
This time, she is a racing driver.
She could be the navigator for her racing driver, but if she were to be the co-pilot for another team, Xiu Jia would be in vain this time.
"You don't want to?" Yan Anhe's voice was a little mocking, "Who doesn't know that you haven't raced a car for five years? You don't even have a car now, and you want to go up to embarrass us Chinese people? You can only be a navigator."
"Miss Xiu, it's not easy for me to give you a chance to play." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)"Shortlisted racing drivers, who doesn't know that you haven't raced a car for five years? You don't even have a car now. Are you going to embarrass us Chinese people? You can only be a navigator."
"Miss Xiu, it's not easy for me to give you a chance to play." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com